2 The little fox

MC .POV.

'A fox kit?'

The kit seemed young very young almost as if it had only been born a few weeks ago.

Its ears were small round and almost stuck to its head its fur was thin and brown, it didn't seem very warm.

It looked so small and fragile.

I weakly tried to reach for the pup, only to find the pup reach back.

I mustered up all my strength and said

(Hello?)

"Kyuun?"

… 'huh?'

'What was that?'

A muffled cry could be faintly heard, i tried again

(Hi there)

"Kyu-nn"

'Wait was that me?'

I thought as I pushed myself closer to the puddle to inspect it more.

I found that this was not a fox kit but the reflection of one, and there was no-one else there besides me.

I paniked.

(Wait WHAT, I was supposed to be dying how am I a fox?! where am I?! what's going on?!?!)

"Ku KYAA, Kyuun Kun yip yiip?! kyaan kyuuaam?! Yip yip?!?!"

All of the commotion seemed to attract somethings attention, something big.

In the midst of having a panic attack I was surprised by the sudden sensation of being lifted, I tried to struggle free of the jaws nipping at his neck, I was being picked up but strangely it didn't hurt.

I was put down not that far from the puddle, but now I was surrounded by fur?

No not fur fox pups five of them from what I could count with my still very blurry eyes.

I wanted to figure out what was going on but the warmth and soft fur lead me to sleep before I could question it further.

'Just what is going on?'

I thought just before my eye lids shut and my strange tiredness dragged me off to sleep.

Over the next few days I figured out some more about my current situation.

Firstly I seem to be a fox kit around two or three weeks, I'm not yet old enough to care for my self, though I hope that time comes sooner.

The pups around me are my siblings, there is five of them

Three are female and two are male, well three including me.

Earlier this week the thing that picked me up was actually my mother.

she had noticed my cries and brought me back to the nest in the centre of the burrow.

We live in a burrow there is a little puddle by the wall and a few roots coming out of the celling and walls, the ground is covered by dried grass leafs and loose fur.

My days a pretty boring, eat, sleep, use the bathroom, wriggle a bit, a bath from mother, and repeat

Its been about three weeks since I woke as a little fox, so I'm around five weeks old now, my ears have grown so I can now hear the cries of my siblings, my eyes have opened more although the burrow is pretty dark, I can also smell now.

Ive started to crawl around more, gotta build up those muscles

Even though I'm practically dragging my-self across the ground, thats still an accomplishment.

I'v never been outside of the burrow, any time I get close to the exit mother would drag me back inside.

My siblings don't really do much.